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At this technological level, Wu Hui has not yet established the gate of heaven. He cannot truly connect the two spaces, so he can only gather the power of faith through the spokesperson.

"Well? Those beliefs are so disjointed and weak? Many of the power of belief cannot be absorbed at all ~" Wu Hui couldn't help frowning, and studied the connection between the statue he made, Angel and her fans .

However, he found that Angel, who has a million fans, could barely receive thousands of strands of extremely weak faith, and each strand was not even comparable to the shallow believers.

Wu Hui studied it carefully, combining it with the fragments of memory left by the old God of Light for a moment to figure it out.

"Well, it looks like I guessed the wrong form." Wu Hui was helpless. Similar to the worship of stars by fans, it is a very weak belief, not to mention that it has not been dealt with by the Godhead. Will dissipate and drain.

Immediately, another light enveloped Angel.

Wu Hui once again made some changes to the statue on her neck.

It is this change that gives the statue a tiny part of the godhead's role, which is to effectively integrate the scattered channels of faith.

"Eight Thousands!" After integration and combing, it was finally determined that eight thousand faith channels were put on Angel.

Wu Hui sighed, this amount is really not satisfactory.

And each of these eight thousand paths can only be compared with the power of faith provided by a shallow believer. With the same foundation, only 8 points of faith can be absorbed in a day, and it takes more than a hundred days to get 1 point of divine power.

Almost a hundred times less than Wu Hui imagined. In fact, this is also Wu Hui's own ambition. How can the power of faith formed by worshiping stars be compared with the energy generated by the true God?

With Angel's current status, the integration of so many beliefs in the end is already very promising.

Looks like we have to find a way to let the Virgin Angel grow up as soon as possible. Otherwise, the power of this belief is purely a waste of money. Immediately, Wu Hui flicked his fingers.

"Huh?" At this point, Angel was stunned by a series of changes.

It took her a long time to understand the causes and consequences of the explanations by Liu Peng and the little blonde Lolita. She was beloved by the great Lord of Lights and became a maiden.

"I have eight thousand true fans now, why is that?" Angel Doris looked at her attribute list and asked in confusion.

"Her Majesty, we don't have this attribute." Liu Peng researched the system a lot, and explained it after thinking about it. "This should be a lady's system. It's different from ours. If you look at the task list, the system Guides you on the right path. "

"The maiden's growth mission 1. In 24 hours, the number of true fans will exceed 10,000. (As a maiden who was sealed by the Lord of Brightness, only 8,000 true fans are ashamed. Go and conquer the world, girl!)

Mission Success: 100 points for reward contribution

Failed: Kill an apostle at will

When Angel stated the mission goal, the twelve apostles jumped out of the mission at the same time.

That is to assist Her Royal Highness to complete the task, otherwise it will be randomly killed!

"Why?" Liu Peng was about to cry. "His Royal Highness is unable to complete her mission. Why should she kill our apostles?"

"Stupid, as the twelve apostles, we are assisting the maiden." Little blondie said excitedly, "If it is not possible to complete the task, shouldn't it be better to die for the maiden?"

"Go and wake up those **** guys." Liu Peng's face was dignified. "If you don't want to be obliterated, you must help the maiden complete the task."

Soon, Little Lori woke up the remaining ten.

After a lot of noise, everyone understood the situation at once, and they would be wiped out if they couldn't complete the task. Although there was only a one in 12 chance to die, who would like to be one in 12?

Immediately, the big guy was babbling.

It quickly came to a conclusion that only fans who really support Angel and really like it can be real fans. The remaining 99% are all fake fans.

Wu Yiran, who wore glasses, pushed the frame analysis and said, "If you want to complete the task within 24 hours, you must find a solution among old fans, and that is to convert those fake fans into real fans."

"Nonsense, Sister Angell made her debut more than a year before she took over 8,000 true fans." Xiaolioli said contemptuously, "Why do you increase 2000 in 24 hours."

"It depends on talent." Wu Yiran said proudly. "Before being selected by the system, I was a talented music producer. I came to write and compose a new song for Her Royal Highness. Touch De on Weibo. "

Then everyone naturally checked his previous works, and then naturally gave a deep disdain. Just kidding, a music producer who was almost starved to death and abandoned by his girlfriend was nothing but scum.

"Liu Peng, this time it's up to you." Little blonde Loli calculates, "You are the only person with 200 points of contribution value, and come up with a hundred points of music producer skills."

Liu Peng was speechless, but in the threats of the other eleven people's eyes and Angel's faint expectation, he still looked out: "Okay, who made me the true powder of Miss Angel?"

In fact, how valuable a 100 point contribution is.

As the contribution value disappeared, he quickly rose from a musical idiot to a junior songwriter, intermediate songwriter, senior songwriter, and master songwriter.

Countless inspirations emerged in Liu Peng's mind, and his understanding of music suddenly reached an incredible level, and then he frowned and said, "Before listening to Her Royal Highness's music, it felt very good. But now I think about it, it seems to be flawed Quite a lot. First of all, the songs of the maiden are too melodious and lack some of the charm that really touches people's hearts. By the way, Her Royal Highness takes the liberty to ask, what is your singing skill level? "

"Uh ..." Angel suddenly flushed, hesitated, and said weakly, "The level given by the system is that the intermediate level is higher ~"

"That's right, the singer's singing skills are ordinary, but she is sucking powder with her talented voice and appearance of temperament." Liu Peng seemed to become a very high-end musician at once, talking frankly, "Famous Songs tend to be salivaized. "

With dozens of murderous eyes, Liu Peng continued: "At present, Her Royal Highness has no contribution point and cannot directly improve her singing skills, but only by adjusting the content of the tune to increase the overall flourish."

"Liu Peng ... you ..." Little blonde Roli was half annoyed when she was about to start scolding.

However, Liu Peng sang softly. It was an ordinary work by Angel before. It was a mediocre and boring work except for some real fans.

But Liu Peng simply changed the melody, but immediately showed a different charm.

Suddenly it became emptiness, and mediocrity suddenly became popular. Everyone was fascinated by his chanting, despite his terrible singing voice.

"This ..." Angel was also trained in professional music, and was suddenly shocked. It was almost the same melody. How could it change so much if it changed a little?

After a long while, Liu Peng stopped singing and said solemnly, "Because of Her Royal Highness's singing skill, only so many small changes can be made. Her Royal Highness, you can make an oratorio and touch it and post it to On Weibo. "

After more than an hour.

A simple oratorio De Mo was thrown on Weibo.

At the beginning, it was just a few fans who posted scattered messages of congratulations, but soon, some amazing comments from fans appeared.

Part of the fans, began to ridicule Angel's fried rice. Soon, a big battle broke out on both sides.

This situation is normal on Weibo and it happens every day.

But the situation gradually changed, more and more praise appeared, and soon the black fans were buried.

And the number of Angel fans is skyrocketing, from dozens, to one hundred, to two hundred. In just one hour, it has risen by two hundred, and the momentum is still growing.

The duration of the mission is 24 hours, but less than 6 hours from the beginning, Angel has completed the accumulation of 10,000 true fans and completed the first wave of missions.

Rewards will be distributed as promised.

Everyone got a few rewards, and the maiden and Liu Peng, who assisted me this time, had the most rewards, each with a full 100 points, and returned to the book directly. Bai earned a composer.

This time, mobilized everyone's emotions. It turned out that helping the maiden to complete the task turned out to be so generous.

Seeing this scene, Wu Hui also pulled away from his consciousness. I believe that under the dual effects of rewards and punishments, Wu Hui will soon be able to make money.

Wu Hui, who was conscious of returning to the kingdom of God, did not know that a special existence came to him as a scientific and technological plane of imprisonment.

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Technology Plane!

On the streets where people came and went, a trace of spatial fluctuations suddenly appeared silently.

Immediately afterwards, a small space passage appeared out of thin air, and several figures wearing black hooded robes squeezed out of the not-so-space space passage and landed on the street.

The middle-aged man headed by him was pale and majestic. His eyes seemed to hide the entire night sky, and his shoulders were slender with a slender bone dragon carved out of white jade.

"Huh? This noodle ..."

Looking at the maglev cars roaring around, the colorful holographic advertisements on both sides of the road, and the crowds coming and going around, the pale face of the Lord of the Undead looked a little strange.

As the owner of the sleeping land, he created the gods of the undead. He thought he had enough knowledge. However, this ectopic plane refreshed his cognition.

Instead of riding in a carriage, I was sitting on an alchemy item like an iron can. The pedestrian on the road obviously looks similar to the light plane, but even if he is a **** and there is no language barrier, he still cannot understand them What exactly is being said. What "c-bit", what "cow P", what does this all have?

Moreover, people in this world are too weak?

The undead lord glanced around, and instantly judged that the average human strength here is not even 1st level, most of them are only 0th level, and the mental and health conditions are not good.

This kind of strength, in the bright plane, only slaves who can't eat enough food can have it?

However, there are really many people ~

In this small area around him, there were people everywhere. If the whole face can be taken down, whether it is the number of believers or the number of undead, I am afraid that it will reach a terrible number.

If that's the case, his injury may soon recover.

It may not take long to rekindle the fire.

The thought of the lord of the undead was a little better at the thought of it, and even the aggrievedness and frustration brought about by being forced to flee.

"My lord, the indigenous people here are almost like pigs and beasts everywhere." The principal priest of Nelson apparently discovered the situation here, waving his scepter, and excited, "and these indigenous people are still so weak, this is the universe Your will is favoring you ~ Your choice to leave from the plane of light is indeed correct. Lord, let us call the Scourge of the Undead, and turn this plane into your pocket ~ "

"Not urgent."

The undead lord waved his hand, his tone was not irritable: "The more you take advantage, the more you need to be cautious. Find a place to stay first, find a way to find out the strength of this different plane, and then decide what to do next."

While talking, a maglev car was whistling towards several people.

Because the lord of the undead had hidden magic on several people, the radar system of the maglev car did not detect the existence of a few people, and the maglev car hit the lord of the undead without any deceleration.

In the car, the middle-aged owner with a greasy face was unaware of it, and still wearing headphones to talk to female netizens.

"Oh ~"

A deafening roar suddenly sounded.

Before the maglev vehicle hit the corner of the undead lord's clothing, it hit his shield on the body guard. The power shield was okay, but the steel suspension car body was distorted and turned over.

"Ah ~~!"

"Crunch--!"

"Wu Mile ~ Wu Mile ~ Wu Mile ~"

For a moment ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The middle-aged car owner screams with pain and deformity, harsh brakes, and sharp alarm sounds on the street. The orderly traffic once fell into chaos. .

Even the traffic police in the sentry box received the alarm from the electronic patrol robot, rushed to the patrol mech and rushed to the incident site.

The lord of the undead, who caused it all, didn't care about it. The strength of the levitation car was too weak for him, so weak that it was not worth his attention at all. After speaking, he took a few men and walked away, disappearing at the end of the street.

On the street, no one, and no surveillance cameras, knew who had been here. Only a chaotic street, and the traffic police who had seen the fog after seeing the surveillance remembered what had happened here.

Until many, many years later, this matter is still an unsolved mystery, because the incident is weird and many people talk about it.

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